CPOV
I grabbed a bowl of cereal and quickly ate it. Today was the day when I would get a tour of Foundation Studios. I overslept and was almost late. I quickly changed into a black sweater dress; black and white chevron leggings; and black peep-toe ankle boot high heels. I curled my hair and twisted it into a high side ponytail. I put on sunglasses. My makeup consisted of dark purple lipstick, eyeliner, and blush.
I grabbed my white cross-body bag and ran outside. I drove to Foundation Studios and put on my best smile. After parking the car and locking it, I hurriedly rushed inside. I checked myself in and raced over to Mr. Greenstone's office.
I knocked on the door. "Mr. Greenstone, sir, it's me Cammie Morgan."
I heard shuffling around. "Yes, Cameron, come in." I opened the door to see Mr. Greenstone, sitting in a large big office chair.
"Cameron, I was hoping you could perform today. I've never heard you sing in a high voice. People from the News and some other TV shows would like interviews and 'Back Stage' Look."
I nodded my head. "That'll be fine. About my high voice sir, it's because I don't think high is what my passion is. But I can sing a high voice."
Mr. Greenstone shook his head. "You don't have to do that. Oh, hear is the first interview. Why don't we go to your dressing room for it? The cameramen and interviewer followed us down the hall and into a large room with tons of clothes, makeup, and photo shoot area. I sat down on a chair.
A cameraman smiled as he said, "5…4…3…2-"
I smiled. The interviewer started talking first. "Hi guys it's Elizabeth Sutton and I am in the new music sensation, Cammie Morgan's dressing room! Now let's ask her some questions!
"Cammie Morgan, where were you originally from?"
"Rosewood, Virginia."
"Where are your parents?"
"Well…. My mom, she stayed in Virginia because of her job and my father, he… He past away when I was seven."
"Oh, I'm so sorry about that. Could you sing us a song? I haven't heard you sing in a high voice yet."
I looked over at Ralph and he shook his head me, mouthing, 'you don't have to do this, Cameron.'
But I wondered what my high voice sounded like. I thought of a song I made that would sound good in a high voice. "Um, I can sing a high song but I need a girl rapper and a boy background singer."
Ralph laughed quietly. He whispered something to one of the passing attendants. In a couple of minutes, a girl with cappuccino brown skin and long curly dark brown hair came in wearing a flowy red romper; black earrings, necklaces, and bracelets; black combat boots. After her was a boy that looked like a Greek God. He showed the resemblance of Taylor Lautner and they two teenagers looked like a couple.
"This is Bex Baxter and Grant Newman." Mr. Greenstone stated. They can help you sing. Do you have the lyrics?"
I nodded and smiled. I pulled out my notebook and flipped it to the write page. I showed them what they would sing and grabbed a microphone. I stared right into the camera as I said, "This song is called Problem and I wrote it two years back." (BY Ariana Grande ft. Igg Azalea and Big Sean)
Bex:
Uh huh
It's Iggy Iggs
I got one more problem with you girl
One less One less!
Problem
Cammie:
Hey baby even though I hate you
I wanna love ya
I want you
Even though I can't forgive ya
I really want ta
I want you
Head in the clouds
Got no weight on my shoulders
I should be wiser and realize that I got!
Grant:
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
Cammie:
I got one less, one less problem
Grant:
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
Cammie:
One less, one less problem
I know you're never gonna wake up
I gotta give up
But it's you!
I know I shouldn't ever call back
Or come back
But it's you
Every time you touch me
And say you love me
I get a little bit breathless
I shouldn't want it
But it's you!
Heads in the clouds
Got no weight on my shoulders
I should be wiser and realized that I got!
Grant:
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
Cammie:
One less, one less problem
Grant:
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
I got
One less problem without ya
Cammie:
One less, one less problem
Bex:
Iggy Iggs!
Uh!
What you got?
Smart money bettin'
I'll be be better without you
In no time
I'll be forgetting all about you
You sayin' that you know
But I really, really doubt you
Understand my life is easy
When I ain't around you
Iggy Iggy
To biggie to be here stressin'
I'm thinkin' I love the thought of you
More than I love your presence
And the best thing now
Is probably for you to exit
I let you go
Let you back
I finally learned my lesson
No half-stepping
Either you want it or you just playin'
I'm listening to you knowin'
I can't believe what you're sayin'
There's a million you's baby boo
So don't be dumb
I got 99 problems
But you won't be one
Like What!
Cammie:
One less, one less problem
One less, one less problem
Head in the clouds
Got no weight on my shoulders
I should be wiser and realize that I got!
Grant:
One less problem without you
I got
One less problem without you
I got
One less problem without you
Cammie:
One less one less problem
Grant:
One less problem without you
I got
One less problem without you
I got
One less problem without you
Cammie:
One less one less problem
After singing the song, I felt refreshed. I didn't know I had a high voice like that! Bex and Grant were really good. I enjoyed singing with them. Maybe we could become friends.
I looked back into the camera. "That is my mystery high voice. I didn't know I had it in me!"
The interviewer smiled at me and then looked back to the camera. "There you have it folks! Cameron Morgan. I can't wait to buy your first album!"
ZPOV
I really miss Cammie. I was super lonely with only my two buddies Jonas and Preston. I began playing more and more sports to get my mind off her. But when my dad was watching the news they showed an interview on Cammie's life in Los Angeles. My dad called me in to see if I wanted to watch it. I nodded and my dad started it.
"Hey Cameron, can you sing a song for us, then give us a tour of your life, maybe your house?"
Then the TV goes on Cammie and my heart stops. She is drop-dead gorgeous! "Yeah, that'll be fine."
Cammie sings a song with a girl and a boy. They were really good. After the song and a few more question the crew goes outside and into the beach.
Cammie smiles. "This is where I met all my friends, more friends, and my boyfriend."
I almost squeaked and whined and threw a tantrum. But I resisted. Cammie has a boyfriend so quickly? I turned my attention back to the TV. Now there was a rugged blonde haired man with curls and I could see why Cammie was attached to him. But why not get attached to me instead?